Hey Catz in the cradle crazy rays
the days are hear so start over there
write again dear and read with no fear
right of path is here. Hear us...
The dare was see us, be us, We Are.
Seen. Been there before back around
by the light of sound hits the ground
and I caught you from a cloud.
Don't think I missed the bounce.knoW.
She.s.a.Lion too, Monk.


1 comment:

Mary Anne Gruen said...

I really like your last three poems! Smart and snappy! You can't help reading them. And they're fun too. Thanks!